If I send you to join the army and marry a woman, will you conquer the Empress?

What is the "equalization of land tax and poll tax"?

"In short, it means that the poll tax, which was previously levied per capita, will be distributed across the land, and taxes will be levied based on the amount of land owned!"

In short, the more land you own, the more taxes you pay! The less land you own, the less taxes you pay!

"As for those tenants, vagrants, artisans, and merchants who don't own an inch of land..."

Qin Feng's gaze sharpened as he swept over the powerful officials who owned vast tracts of land.

"They don't have to pay a single penny of tax!"

boom!

If the previous reaction was merely shock, now, the entire Hall of Supreme Harmony was as if a bomb had been dropped on it, causing it to explode in chaos!

"No! Absolutely not!"

Imperial Censor Du Yuan no longer cared about his fear.

He crawled on his knees for a few steps, wailing, "Your Highness! This law is to make enemies of the gentry! The gentry are the pillars of the nation; if their hearts are chilled, the foundation of the country will surely crumble!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, Your Highness! Please reconsider!"

"The preferential treatment of gentry has been an ancestral system since ancient times! How can it be changed so easily!"

"If this method is implemented, the world will surely descend into chaos!"

Those officials who had been too scared to speak before all jumped out at this moment.

This time, they weren't pleading for the seven family heads, but for themselves!

Qin Feng's new policies are not just cutting off the flesh of the seven family heads, but cutting off the flesh of all of them! They are digging up the roots of all of them!

Looking at the agitated officials below, Qin Feng sneered.

"National origin? Ancestor system?"

He pointed outside the hall to the vast sky, his voice icy and chilling.

"The people of this world are the foundation of the nation! Ensuring their survival is the greatest ancestral principle!"

"As for you..."

Qin Feng's gaze swept across the faces of Du Yuan and the others, his eyes looking at them as if they were a group of inanimate objects.

"You parasites who suck the blood and sweat of the people but refuse to share the burden of the nation, how dare you talk about the foundation of the country?"

"My mind is made up!"

Qin Feng suddenly drew his sword from his waist and pointed it at the sky!

"Anyone who dares to object again!"

"It's not as simple as just being dismissed and investigated!"

A chilling killing intent instantly enveloped the entire hall.

All dissenting voices fell silent abruptly.

Those clamoring officials, looking at the still-dripping sword in Qin Feng's hand and his emotionless eyes, finally realized that this man was not negotiating with them.

He's giving an order!

Fuyao watched all of this, her blood boiling with excitement.

She stood up from the dragon throne, walked to Qin Feng's side, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Looking down at the ashen-faced officials, she declared in the most resolute and resounding voice of her life:

"Your Majesty, I grant your request!"

"By imperial decree, effective immediately, this shall be proclaimed throughout the land!"

"Implement new policies, merge the poll tax into the land tax!"

"So be it!"

……

The poll tax should be converted into a land tax!

These four words, like a magnitude 12 earthquake, spread with incredible speed to every corner of the capital after the morning court session ended.

From royalty and nobility to commoners, everyone who heard the news reacted with disbelief.

Abolish the poll tax?

Taxes are levied based on the amount of land owned.

Do people without land not have to pay taxes?

is this real?

In front of the soup kitchen in the south of the city, the ragged and starving disaster victims were stunned when they heard the news.

"Hey bro, what did you just say? I didn't hear you, could you say it again?"

A man who was so thin he was practically skin and bones grabbed the arm of the person next to him and asked urgently.

"It's true! It's a notice posted by the government! The Regent and His Majesty have decreed that those of us without land will no longer have to pay taxes!"

"Not only are they exempt from taxes, but I heard the Regent has also confiscated the granaries of wealthy families and is distributing grain throughout the city!"

After a brief silence, thunderous cheers erupted!

"Thank God! Thank God!"

"Long live the Regent! Long live His Majesty!"

Countless people knelt on the ground, kowtowing frantically towards the direction of the palace, weeping with joy.

They didn't know what "land tax reform" meant; all they knew was that they and their children could survive!

In stark contrast to the jubilation in the south of the city, the grand mansions and mansions of the capital were shrouded in gloom and despair.

The most oppressive and coldest atmosphere was in the Heavenly Prison.

……

The deepest part of the imperial prison.

Although the seven heads of powerful families were imprisoned, their treatment was not bad.

The cell was cleaned spotlessly, and even had a bed and blankets. Meals were delivered from outside by a special person.

But at this moment, the faces of the seven people were even colder than the stones in the prison.

"Equalizing the poll tax and land tax..."

Li Boyong pronounced the four words slowly and deliberately, his teeth grinding together, and the veins on his thin face bulged, making him look particularly ferocious.

"What a brilliant Qin Feng! What a brilliant move to 'integrate the poll tax into the land tax'!"

"He's trying to uproot the seven great families, and indeed all the gentry in the land!"

Cui Jingshan, the head of the Cui clan of Boling, also looked resentful: "The more land we own, the more taxes we pay? He's going to take away all the wealth we've accumulated over thousands of years!"

"We can't just sit here and wait to die!"

Zheng Yuanli, the head of the Zheng family in Xingyang, had a sinister glint in his eyes.

"Does he think he can do whatever he wants just because he locked us up here? He underestimates us!"

"Brother Zheng, do you have any ideas?"

The others all looked over.

Zheng Yuanli sneered: "Doesn't Qin Feng want to be a savior, wanting all the people in the world to remember him favorably?"

"Then let's show him what the world would be like without us!"

"Pass on my message!"

Zheng Yuanli spoke in a deep voice to an inconspicuous corner outside the cell.

In the darkness, the figure of a jailer moved slightly.

"Get everyone moving immediately! Starting tonight, close all shops, banks, salt and iron shops, and pharmacies under our seven names within the Great Xia territory!"

"All docks are shut down! All caravans have ceased operations!"

"I will cut off the entire supply of salt, iron, cloth, and medicine to the Great Xia Dynasty overnight!"

"Isn't he trying to give the people a way to survive? I'd like to see if they'll continue to support him as regent, or if they can't buy a single grain of salt, a foot of cloth, or medicine when they're sick!"

Upon hearing this, a terrifying glint flashed in Li Boyong's cloudy old eyes.

"Excellent! A brilliant move to strike at the heart of the problem!"

"That's settled! I want to add one more condition!"

Li Boyong said sinisterly, "Have your disciples and former officials, who are lurking in various places, spread rumors! Say that all of this is because the Regent has acted perversely and offended the gods, which is why this calamity has been brought down!"

"He wants to be a saint, so we'll turn him into a sinner despised by the world!"